In quest of love

Your love gives me a distortion.
It is a fake; it seems-
Like the sadness of your eyes.
That often tells untold story.
The way your smile defies an expression
As it is at all times you take it back.
So nicely it seems…as if
You were looking at my face, and saying:
“Saying nothing is not love
It is a distortion.”

Meaning of Life

My moving body sets out with my floating soul;
In an expedition to find out the meaning of life.
And my life spreads its fragrance when the wind blows.
It is an expansion; I often touch the essence.
Then a divine voice murmurs-softly yet audible:
Your soul is still waiting for the essence.
I set off my journey again.
For the one who can tell me the meaning of life.

Amitabh Vikram Dwived

AMITABH VIKRAM DWIVEDI is university faculty and assistant professor of linguistics at Shri Mata Vaishno Devi University, India; and author of two books on lesser known Indian languages: A Grammar of Hadoti and A Grammar of Bhadarwahi.
As a poet, he has published around fifty poems in different anthologies, journals, and magazines worldwide. Until recently, his poem “Mother” has included as a prologue to Motherhood and War: International Perspectives (Eds.), Palgrave Macmillan Press. 2014.